Working

Why should we work for a living, if working every day is killing us
If in our hearts we know that we aren’t satisfied
Our 40 hour weeks are 40 hour wastes of time
Don’t give up heart, I hope you wont
You’re scared to be a failure but I promise that you wont because
You don’t need a map if you love the road you’re on
Just keep on driving forward let the journey be your home

We hold our lives, in our hands
Letting them flow through our fingers like desert sands
You don’t have to prove yourself to anyone
So hold on as tightly as you can

Don’t waste your time with a job that you hate
Just to buy some fancy things you wont appreciate
Im not pretending that no one need to work
But no one needs to feel so worthless

So if you’re feeling lost and like you have no power
Remember you’re not meat to eat or sheep to just devour
We’re living, breathing, thinking screaming human stinking beings
More money never meant more depth of feeling

We hold our lives, in our hands
Letting them flow through our fingers like desert sands
You don’t have to prove yourself to anyone
So hold on as tightly as you can